Crushed, shaken by wind,
Darkened within
Staggered by sin,
I was afraid.
Bruised, covered with shame
Until He came,
Calling my name,
Lifting me--tenderly,
Changing my wounds for the good,
As only He could.
For the bruised reed He shall not break
And the smoking flax, He will not quench
For He loves and tenderly cares for His own.
He will not leave me alone.
A flame--once burning bright,
Shining through night,
Flickering light--
Now it is gone.
Smoke rises like a sigh
'Til He draws nigh.
Light'ning the eye.
He will heal and reveal
All He has worked for the good
As only He could.
(He will not leave you alone.)
If you are weary and heavy within,
Trampled by pain,
Bruised by your sin,
He will not leave you or cast you away.
He turns the midnight to glorious day.
He'll exchange ashes for beauty again,
He'll replace sorrow with joy in His name!
He will not leave you alone.